pica hudsonia


“It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.”


skah, skah
ka- ka- ka- ka
bold bird, both
seen and heard
wears coattails
pretends to sing
strong sharp beak
iridescent wings
dressed formal
in black & white
wants to impress
looks for a fight
scavenger ways
fill magpie days


image from Pinterest

chant of lament

how long, O Lord,
will we follow foolishness
pursue perverse rank rebellion
flounder in personal darkness?

how long, O Lord,
will we ignore garden plan
where life was very good with
all creation in perfect balance?

how long, O Lord,
must we use, abuse, misuse
ourselves, each other, the earth’s
precious children, gentle creatures?

how long, O Lord,
till you quiet our restless souls
long enough to listen to your words
of beauty, love, grace, and truth?

how long, O Lord,
till our pride is humbled, our
grip on wealth’s power loosened
and we find satisfaction in You alone?

image from Pixabay









Meeting at dVerse poets’ pub to chant with Bjorn today…

gotta another quarter?


e6f439e248f5d251df3de919b5b01dd5teenagers of the fifties
grew up in happy days

poodle-skirted gals
met grease-slicked guys
at the local juke joint

“Baby, buy me a
cheeseburger and malt.
Then we’ll shuffle to
Elvis’ latest greatest hit.”

you only juked me
that you couldn’t dance!




Brian Miller serves quadrillles at the dVerse poets’ pub today.  Born at end of the fifties, I remember Elvis and juke boxes.  (Image from Pinterest)

forest food chain refrain

brambles and briars protect little rabbits
if hop-wander away from the nest;
foxes teach kits discreet hunting habits
between sunset and sunrise seem best.

if hop-wander away from the nest,
little birdies be risking their necks
in carnivore dexterity tests.

foxes teach kits discreet hunting habits
train them to catch tender young rabbits
keeping hare population in check.

between sunset and sunrise seem best
for birdies to sleep in their nests
and tender young bunnies to rest.

artwork by Lydia

Trimeric form poetry invented by Charles A. Stone: four stanzas, first has 4 lines, next three stanzas begin with corresponding line of first stanza. I added meter and rhyme for fun.

minimalist dreams

“The isolated Model T truck bears the weight and pride of a hundred years of rust, becoming prairie art and sentinel.” 

– quote and photo by Glenn Buttkus at South Sound Minimalist Photos

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cousin billy jo’s family
left kansas in dust bowl;
packed worldly possessions
headed to californ-I-ay
to live under a palm tree
but truck broke down in dry
gulch county of colorado;
abandoned it right there
hiked to nearby town
where billy jo’s daddy
found work in a mine;
rusted dreams sift sand,
no palm tree for miles.

Noah’s scouts

black, strong
pumping, soaring, cawing
scavenger, bully, nester, peacemaker
cooing, flapping, alighting
delicate, white


A diamante is an unrhymed, seven line poem. “Dee-uh-MAHN-tay” is Italian for “diamond”.  See www.poetry4kids.com for more information.

sorrow’s train


squabs hatched near old depot
downy nestlings have flown
lonesome dove cries softly
for orphan far from home

destiny now switches course
where railway freight cars roam
wail of distant train horn
calls orphan far from home

mothers, father, grandparents
took one-way ticket loan
my heartsong of mourning
as orphan far from home


Meeting the bar at dVerse poets pub with Laura Bloomsbury’s challenge to write “epiphora” with watery eyes and repetition…

nuclear fallout


it’s good to create

energy in a marriage

a bit of spark adds

excitement to any

couple’s relationship

but negative energy

will backfire on itself;

wound like   [bam]

agitated boomerang

or spring   [zing]

like wristwatch too

tightly wound, no



in time




Lillian challenges us to write a quadrille (44 words) using both pronunciations/meanings of “wound”.  Join us at dVerse poets pub  🙂

life goes on

as the world turns

life goes on

in sleeping and waking

life goes on

as spring blooms to summerIMG_1648

life goes on

in wonder of pregnancy

life goes on

as waiting on nest eggs

life goes on

in corn plants on row

life goes on

as calves grow strong

life goes on

in persistence of anthills

life goes on

as sunshine after rain

life goes on

in each heartbeat and breath

life goes on!

a twiglet


as grassy ditches burst

with sunshine of

dandelion smiles


while sweet lilacs coax

honey bees to hum


and wee apple tree happily blooms…


when spring sings everywhere,

then hope rides the air!



gringas in mexicali

Linda challenges us with paint chip poetry…I used them all for the fun of it!




In breezy conversation
at the Indigo Cafe
our waiter recommends
the special for today:
tostados rancheritos
smothered with
habanero sauce
“I’ll try it,” I responded
not thinking of the cost.

My hot tongue pricks
with pins and needles
my gut it churns to mud
consciousness is quicksand
I fall to floor with thud
my friend now questions waiter
how four-star menu rates
We fear those rancheritos
may lead to pearly gates!




our choice


embrace death

it is everyone’s end

accept the coldness

into your spirit well

before it strikes you

down, go down to it


choose life

to live every day

accept what it gives

with an open spirit

don’t let life slip away

step up, live up to it



“This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live.”  –Deuteronomy 30:19 NIV



Palinode poem where first verse is refuted by second…link to dVerse poetics with Grace hosting today.

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